Lakeside View Quotes

Like I told you, you are the way you are,' Dr. Eaton said. 'There's nothing wrong with that. Everybody needs help sometimes. You just needed help with this.' She could never hear those sentences enough. It's lonely, to not feel like others, to not experience their apparent ease or success. For the first time, Mariel felt ashamed that she'd tried to hide what she viewed as a deficiency. It was the shame that was isolating, not the need for support.

Some lives are like steps and stairs, every period an achievement built on a previous success. Other lives hum with the arc of the swift spear. Only ever one thing, that dedicated life, from start to finish, but how magnificently concentrated its journey. The trajectory seems so true as to be proof of predestination. Still other lives are more like the progress of a child scrabbling over boulders at a lakeside—now up, now down, always the destination blocked from view. Now a wrenched ankle, now a spilled sandwich, now a fishhook in the face.

Pilgrim’s Progress by Stewart Stafford Solitary steps in silence grim, As waters lapped the lakeside’s rim, In our time, before and aft, Magpies cackled, crows laughed. I drew level with a miasmic curtain, In vapour folds, to views uncertain, Sound grew thick in compensation, I took each step with trepidation. Sweet breath wind, fog dispersed, Marvelling at the ground traversed, The garden path to a shelter trite, As hailstones on my windows bite. © Stewart Stafford, 2024. All rights reserved.